Beggar Cultivation System-Chapter 276: Automatic Alm Points Producer(Part-1)

The sound of footsteps echoed, producing a crunching noise on the blazing desert.

As the glaring sun burned the land, a kid reached out his hand to wipe his sweaty forehead. Letting out a deep sigh, he stared at the terrain in the distance. Valleys adorned it, signaling he was finally nearing the area where Klown City was situated.

Beyond that lay the dense forest.

"I have to walk faster," Don muttered, determination glinting in his eyes. With cracked lips and red eyes, he pressed forward. His robe shielded him from the sun, but the intense heat made it difficult to breathe.

He had to endure. For the sake of the people he left behind—to save them. Thinking about their current situation ignited a strong desire to kill those d*mn guards.

Don couldn’t afford to rest.

However, as he walked past the hills, his body gave out, and he collapsed to his knees. His vision spun, and his head throbbed as if it were being hammered.

Don vomited what little remained in his stomach.

"I… have to… hold on…" Don gritted his teeth, attempting to stand. But he could only stay upright for a moment before falling again, retching acid and water.

"Where are you going?" A sudden voice from behind made the kid shiver in fear.

"D-don’t… kill me…" Don pleaded as he slowly turned around. He saw a man clad in a simple hanfu robe, a bamboo hat on his head, and a blade of grass in his mouth.

"I’m not a cold person. Why would I kill a kid?" Sir Guo said, shaking his head. "Here, let me help you up."

He raised his hand, and the surrounding Qi enveloped the boy. Instantly, Don’s extreme fatigue and dizziness vanished as if they had never existed.

Furthermore, he felt as though he had just eaten a feast; his hunger was completely gone.

Don stood with newfound vigor. Bowing deeply, he said, "Thank you, Mister! I will forever remember this kindness!"

"Don’t fret over it," Sir Guo waved his hand. "So, where are you going?"

"To the city, Sir. I need to meet up with someone," Don answered.

"Oh? Then best of luck," Sir Guo said before his body flashed into lightning, disappearing into the distant sky—the same direction the kid was heading.

Don clenched his fists, his eyes burning with excitement. "A cultivator… I will become like them! But first, I have to find him."

...

"I want you to eat this!" Apollo forcefully pried open his companion’s mouth, despite the monkey struggling against him.

Bubba tried to resist, but his meager strength was no match. In the end, the Chili of Intelligence went into his mouth. With no other choice, he began chewing it before swallowing it whole.

A high-pitched cry escaped the monkey, echoing through the beggar’s spot. It attracted the attention of passersby, though none could find the source, even after peering into the restaurant’s corner.

As the curious onlookers left, Apollo glared at the monkey, who had already passed out from the intense heat.

"You should be grateful—that was worth 15 Alm Points!" Apollo said, though the monkey didn’t respond.

Shaking his head, Apollo brought up his Status Screen.

Name: Apollo Leone.

Race: Human.

Alm Points: 420.

Spirit Cultivation: None.

Physique Cultivation: 3rd-Step Qi Condensation Stage.

Attributes: Lightning, Water.

Companions: Bubba (Monkey).

It had been a week since the incident with the Mayor ended, and Apollo had only spent thirty of his Alm Points.

He hadn’t gone on a shopping spree yet, limiting himself to buying two Chilies of Intelligence for Bubba, his monkey. Instead, he focused on advancing his cultivation. Feeling close to breaking through, he concentrated all his efforts, and after three days, he finally reached the 3rd-Step Qi Condensation Stage.

Apollo hadn’t ventured out to test his newfound strength. Instead, he began cultivating a technique he had obtained from the fifth floor of the Great Serpent Library—the Great Serpent Ascendant Transformation.

This only confirmed his theory: to achieve significant results, he needed to be near a body of water. However, that didn’t mean he hadn’t made any progress. In fact, Apollo was on the verge of reaching the beginner stage of the technique, needing only one final push.

Staring at his Alm Points, Apollo frowned. Now that he had accumulated so much, he wasn’t sure how to spend them. With no new missions after resolving the lingering problem of the original owner of his body, there were no additional Alm Point rewards coming his way. He also hadn’t opened the random reward box yet.

He couldn’t help but wonder: had the kid who once owned this body vanished with the completed mission? For now, Apollo felt as though he were driving a car with no passengers—finally in control, but entirely on his own.

"Hmm," he muttered, rubbing his chin. Without missions, gaining Alm Points would become significantly harder. He had to spend his current balance carefully, especially since begging wasn’t exactly a lucrative career.

Looking around his sparse beggar spot, an idea came to mind. Should I decorate it? The thought brightened his mood.

Summoning his System Store, a translucent screen materialized before him.

"Show me items that can be used for my beggar spot," Apollo said. As his words fell, the interface flashed, and the list of items shifted.

Apollo wasn’t interested in ordinary furniture. He wanted something akin to his Cleaning Bead or Basic Compass—items with unique and practical uses.

What if there’s a sofa that can heal injuries instantly? The thought excited him.

He began browsing through the items, carefully reading each description.

"Bowl of Emptiness? It can hold an infinite amount of food… but it costs 1,000 Alm Points? Too expensive," Apollo mused. The concept appealed to him, but his tight budget demanded prudence.

"Chair of Cultivation... Increases cultivation when you sit, depending on your understanding. Interesting," he muttered. But seeing the cost, he sighed and moved on.

"Table of Enlightenment... Gain enlightenment by dozing off at the table."

"Attack Power Sofa... Can fly and increase the user’s attack power by a hundred times. A hundred thousand Alm Points? Ridiculous."

Apollo scrolled through the items for a while longer but couldn’t find anything both useful and affordable within his 420 Alm Points.

Everything he liked was either far too expensive or didn’t suit the needs of his beggar spot.

Just as he was about to give up, one item caught his eye.

"Automatic Alm Point Producer (Upgradable)?" Apollo read aloud, curiosity lighting up his face. He eagerly dove into the item description.

As he finished reading, his expression brightened.

"Such an item exists? How come I only found out about this now?" he exclaimed, a wide grin spreading across his face.

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